Two young men, obviously unhappy with their chore, were sweeping the park.
A uniformed colored man was sweeping the walk in front of an apartment.
And without so much as a bow or a flourish, the man swept out of the room.
By now my men will have swept the entire place.
The two men nearest the house swept hands under their jackets.
With a simple and effortless movement, the large man swept her into his arms.
The old man swept the windy sky with a searching gaze.
Other men, from inside the inner compound, swept in to surround them.
A man swept into the room, suddenly, like a chill wind.
The man swept the books aside, making room for Duncan.
